"What's going on? Why did the magic power engine fail?

Obviously I just checked it before setting off."

Although Trossa looked confused, he did not panic.

Until he left his seat and took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, he felt that his breathing almost stopped. The magical energy that was so close to him disappeared, and even his shoulders felt a little heavier.

The heaviness and discomfort in his chest made him instantly realize what had happened.

He took out the magic book and recited the spell, but there was no response from the magic book.

Trossa's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Damn! Forbidden Magic Ball!

The Forbidden Magic Ball is really in Ernie’s hands!”

Fafner's eyes were solemn, and he felt a strong sense of falling.

Without its magic, the sky fortress that was supposed to fall smoothly is now accelerating its descent.

"Trosa, why are you still taking chances?

Thunder Temple will send us here, isn't it just to guard against the forbidden magic ball?

In the whole Bracada, we are the only two who are least afraid of this thing."

Fafner pushed open the cockpit door and floated towards the troop transport compartment.

"You are a reckless man who doesn't even have the wisdom skill. Of course you are not afraid of the Forbidden Magic Ball."

Trossa cursed secretly and ran out.

Trossa ran all the way to the engine room. The goblins were already busy adding gems and crystals to the engine under the command of several djinn.

The gems and crystals turned into the purest Yasha energy, barely supporting the air fortress, preventing it from falling instantly.

Seeing Trossa come in, the genie immediately greeted:

"Lord Trossa!"

Trossa asked solemnly: "How is the situation?"

"Sir, as planned, we can land smoothly.

As long as no accident occurs, the Sky Fortress will not suffer much damage."

"boom!"

Trossa was about to nod when suddenly, the entire air fortress shook violently.

Trossa subconsciously stretched out his hand to turn on the monitoring screen, but his movement received no response.

"Tsk. I almost forgot that the surveillance screen also has magical effects. It's really troublesome."

"Lord Trossa! Black dragon! There is a black dragon attacking our armed airship!"

A mage ran in panting and shouted loudly.

"Hoff?" Trossa frowned: "Ignore it and continue landing. My sky fortress cannot be destroyed by just a black dragon."

"boom!"

Violent shaking came one after another, and several goblins who were pouring gems into the magic engine staggered and were thrown against the wall.

"Lord Trossa, the black dragon did not try to destroy the Sky Fortress. Instead, it stopped on the ceiling of the Sky Fortress and kept shaking from side to side."

"What?!"

Trossa grabbed the railing and understood immediately.

"The other party knows very well that my sky fortress can rely on resources as temporary fuel. They are preventing us from adding fuel and want us to fall directly!"

"Don't even think about succeeding! Immediately summon all the djinn gods on the aerial fortress, hang them in the air, carry fuel and add it."

Trossa gave the order while turning around and walking unsteadily towards the weapons bay.

Without the assistance of magic, he would have to enter the weapons bay to even control weapons.

This side is swaying here and there, and there is indeed a different scene in the troop transport cabin.

A total of four hundred Nagas had their eyes half-closed, their snake tails trailing on the ground, and their bodies swaying from side to side as the aerial fortress swayed.

I can't say it's as stable as an old dog, I can only say it's as stable as Mount Tai.

Fafner was suspended in the air, waiting for the troop transport bay door to open.

"Hiss~ General Fafner, can you open the hatch first and let me out? I can fight even in the air."

Hearing the excited and fanatical voices behind him, Fafner showed a smile on his serious face:

"Don't worry, Blood Blade.

You are our ace, and you have to play it at the critical moment to inflict the cruelest pain on the opponent.

It's just a little black dragon, not worthy of your help.

If Trossa can't even handle this situation, he doesn't deserve to fight with me for so many years."

Standing behind Trosa, the Naga Demon Breaker wearing a golden crown had eyes full of fanaticism.

"I heard that there is also a mythical unit in the reinforcements of the Church of Fortune this time.

I don’t know if it will be better than the one from six years ago.”

"You won't know if you chop it off." Trossa's voice gradually became deeper.

"Remember, don't chop too much.

The corpses of mythical soldiers are worth a lot of money.

In exchange for contribution points, you can exchange for a lot of scale stones."

Naga Demon Breaker's expression became even more fanatical:

"General Fafner, if the body is intact, how much Tailin Stone can be exchanged for it?"

"A whole twenty!

If you kill enough enemies, I'll fight for you, thirty is not impossible."

Naga Demon Breaker's enthusiastic expression froze.

"General, even thirty is still too few.

Our Naga tribe already has 267 first-level tribesmen whose life span is about to expire, and they are just waiting for the Tielin Stone to advance."

Fafner snorted softly:

"There is no way, who made our last mission fail.

Blood Blade, you have to know that Tuilin Stone is very precious.

Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal conditions of the Naga people. Only warriors who devote all their loyalty to Brakala are qualified to have a longer life.

Blood Blade, you can't expect every naga to live a very easy life, even if you don't have to work hard, you can easily get the Melin Stone, right?"

Blood Blade is still a little unwilling:

"General, if I have achieved many military exploits..."

Fafner immediately interrupted:

"If you can pay Ernie or Huofu down, I will help you apply for fifty pieces of kelin stone no matter what."

Xue Ren's face showed surprise and awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

"boom!"

At this moment, with a loud explosion, the Sky Fortress shook even more violently!

Fafner's heart moved and he said: "Don't panic, the direction the sound came from is the muzzle of the crossbow.

It should be Trossa's ballista that opened fire.

Be prepared, we will set off as soon as the hatch opens."

"Boom! Boom!"

Two more roars rang out in succession, and the Sky Fortress experienced two extremely strong vibrations in succession. Even Naga, who could rely on his tail to maintain balance, was thrown to the ground by the vibration.

Fafner's face gradually became serious:

"No! There shouldn't be such a big noise when Trossa's ballista launches.

But it was discovered that the sound and vibration came from the muzzle of the ballista."

There was disbelief in Fafner's voice.

"Could it be that the muzzle of the crossbow was hit?!

How can it be.
To be continued...